"mother, My Mother"
There is but one Mother, My Mother
So Pure, so Perfect, there could be no other
I cannot bear the thought of ever losing you
For all, and I mean All, that you do
You are so Essential to my life
Stand by to Calm all my Strife
To this End, you make every Sacrifice
There is no one else So Beautiful, So Nice
All the Archangels will Never reach your Height
For here on earth, all the Battles you do Fight
You are always, I repeat Always at my side
You are forever present as my guide
The Rose is only a Beauty, just a Glimmer
Of the Magnificence of your inner Core
The thorns on your otherwise fragile Stalk
Represent the Hurt that you so often Balk
You are my Mom You gave me the World
And as the Years go by, I too grow old
I know your Sacrifices, to Assure that I am well
My Love and Appreciation No words could ever tell
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